Yes, and today is mine. Birthdays have always been a weird mix of emotions for me. You want people to remember, but if they make too much of a production then I feel like an idiot for people making such a fuss. I don’t really like being the center of attention. So, what do I want for my birthday aside from world peace? Lots of stuff; the new iPad, those nicer Apple earbuds, another shirt with my name on the back; maybe a new flatscreen TV (are they ever going to be integrated?), a new iMac would be fun, maybe I’d like a macbook air. A job.
Every time I think of each of those things I realize, they are just things and things aren’t really important. What is important is a friend emailing a last week asking when about 6 or 7 friends could take me out to lunch. I have a niece and nephew I think the world of, getting a happy birthday text from them makes my day. Getting texts from other friends is perfect, a nice way to remember someone without making a big scene. And, of course, my husband of 19 years (ok its only been legal in NY for 4 months) and I will go out and have a nice mellow dinner including sushi then some cake. Its the personal interactions that really matter not the material ones.
Now, I am not a pollyanna or unrealistic. If you held a gun to my head an insisted on buying me stuff, see the list above. I’d enjoy any of the stuff in the first paragraph – but the personal interaction is better!